C437 Pseudo-fatalist

When he heard this, the scholar was so angry that he almost exploded. When had he ever received such an insult? But when he thought about it, his heart went cold. To be able to speak with such confidence after going all out against his own palm, what did this mean? What did this mean?

This little bit of insight did not go unnoticed. Calculating his own injury and poisoning, his skills would be greatly reduced, but his full strength attack was equivalent to an average level six middle rank person. Even if he were to block in a panic, he might not immediately say anything, which meant that the other party was only a level six middle rank and not below!

The scholar did not even dare to think any further. He was afraid that he had guessed correctly. If the other party had really reached the seventh level, then he would not be able to run away, even if he died, he might not be able to do so.

Since he could not fight back, the scholar decided to take the devious approach. He was prepared to pacify the opponent, and the best thing was for the opponent to be just passing by, but to meddle in other people's business, these kind of people were too many for him to care about, and these people were also the easiest to deal with. Most of the weak people would end up killed by his sneak attack, and perhaps this person was no exception.

Thinking of this, the scholar calmed himself down. He first carefully looked at the person in front of him. He didn't seem very old, around twenty years old, but he was definitely not over thirty years old. He dressed up like a rich young master and a popinjay. Logically speaking, people like him shouldn't do anything to redress the grievances. Could it be that he had fallen for that girl? If that was the case, it was possible!

With a plan in mind, the scholar looked at the noble young master and said loudly, "Cough, cough ?" Senior, she and I are settling some personal grudges, so I hope that you will not get involved so easily, or else you will bring you endless trouble! "

His opponent's ability surpassed his own, so calling him 'senior' was nothing much. Of course, there was also another meaning, which was to deliberately raise the other party's status, especially this kind of wealthy young master, who liked to be a lord in the outside world. Of course, there was another meaning, which was to deliberately raise the other party's identity, especially this kind of wealthy young master, who liked to be a lord in the outside world.

"So you have the ability to make me a nuisance?" The noble young master supported the crumbling Su Wanyue with one hand, while smiling and asking the scholar a question.

"I don't have the ability, but that doesn't mean that the forces behind me don't have the ability!" The scholar replied with a smile. Although his tone was gentle, his words were sharp enough to make it sound like a threat.

The bigger the family, the more afraid they would be of getting into trouble. The scholar had grabbed onto this point and decided to use force to take this' popinjay 'away from him. As long as this noble young master left, he would take the initiative to return to his own hands.

"Since you don't have the ability, then what are you saying? How did you know I would let you go? " That noble young master was indeed a 'popinjay' in disguise. Even his tone of voice had a trace of unreasonable and aggressive spirit to it. The noble young master snorted disdainfully at the scholar and shouted.

"It seems like you're here specifically to find fault?" The scholar was somewhat angry. With a cold expression, he questioned the noble young master.

"No, you misunderstand!" I'm not here specifically to cause trouble! " The noble young master shook his head and said with a sincere expression.

His words caused the book to heave a sigh of relief. His heart gradually calmed down and his voice became gentler. He then said politely to the noble young master, "Then, your esteemed self, are you here ??"

But before the scholar could finish his words, the words of the noble young master caused the scholar to spit out a few mouthfuls of blood. The noble young master changed his tone into a playful one and said to the scholar, "I came here specifically to beat someone up!"

"You ?!" The scholar was immediately angered. He was previously teased by that bitch, but now another person had appeared to tease him like that. These two people couldn't be acquainted, could they? And an acquaintance at that?

The scholar looked suspiciously at the noble young master and Su Wanyue who was in his embrace, sizing up the two of them, seeing their positions and postures. Although the woman was in the noble young master's embrace, he could not see that there was any ambiguous relationship between the two, even the noble young master did not make any moves, which made him puzzled, could it be that the noble young master did not desire that woman's beauty?

"As foolish as B!" Just stay there and wait, I'll go kill you later! " With a cold snort, the noble young master looked at the scholar with disdain as he replied indifferently.

"Are you with that bitch?" Hearing the noble young master's words, the scholar was even more sure of his judgement, so he directly asked.

"He's still not too stupid!" Hearing the scholar's question, the noble young master did not conceal anything and said with a smile. Although he did not nod in acknowledgement, his words were basically a tacit agreement.

"How can you be here so soon? There's still my comrades at the foot of the mountain!" "Could it be that he ??" Hearing his words, the scholar widened his eyes. He couldn't believe how the other party had arrived so quickly.

When they were fighting with Su Wanyue and the others, it was basically a battle of attrition and ambush. Under such circumstances, how could the powers backing Su Wanyue know that she and her subordinates were in danger, and come to their rescue in time? Even if the two people who ran away successfully notified the other party's forces, even so, even if they rode fast horses, it would still take them at least an hour before they arrived? How did he suddenly appear here?

"Oh, you said that Zhang looks like a flower like transvestite. Here, here it is!" The noble young master scratched his head, then, as if suddenly enlightened, he fished for something behind him. As he spoke, he spoke to the scholar.

A black shadow whizzed towards the scholar. The scholar quickly dodged to the side, but the black shadow smashed into the tree trunk without causing it to sway.

The scholar looked over and saw that the black shadow was actually a head. The back of the head was stuck to the trunk of the tree. Only the face was exposed, making it look like a 'human-faced tree'.

The scholar even recognized the owner of this face. It was none other than the third person he had traveled with, the 'fake woman' who had a face that was like a pig's head and a body that was comparable to a fox demon. Since his head was here, it meant that he had three people with him. He was the only one left.

"You killed him?" The scholar looked frightened as he asked the noble young master. Actually, he didn't need to ask to know the answer. If the person in front of him hadn't killed him, how could he have come up with the answer?

"It doesn't matter if he's ugly, but it's not good to scare the flowers and plants when he comes out. Furthermore, he's so disgusting!" The noble young master curled his lips in disgust before turning to the scholar with a look of disdain.

"What about his body?" The scholar could not help but ask. The reason he asked was actually because of a secret message within his organization, and this secret message had a close relationship with the 'fatalist'.

The so-called fatalist s were in fact reincarnations that carried memories, or more accurately, reincarnations. In addition, the more reincarnations one made, the stronger one's mental state would be, and the further one's cultivation would be. Perhaps this time, you can reincarnate, but the next time, you won't be able to reincarnate again. Thus, fatalist was as precious as a phoenix feather or a qilin horn.

After an unknown amount of time of research, they finally found a method that could mass produce the 'fatalist'. However, there was a limit to this method, for one, they had to have their bodies in perfect condition, otherwise, they would not be able to complete the ceremony.

And only when the body is completely intact can one summon back the soul in a special way and then forcefully seal it in the body of a newborn baby. And the soul sealed in the baby's body is extremely strong, it can easily wipe out the originally weak person and take over the body for oneself, then it can become the so-called 'fatalist'.

Of course, this was also a 'fake fatalist'. Due to the fact that it was too artificial and forced, its strength would be greatly reduced. If he wanted to improve it, it would be very difficult. He could only improve after the next reincarnation, and as his level and abilities increased, the failure rate of reincarnation would also increase. In order to increase the success rate, the number of infants needed would multiply, and only then would the 100% success rate of reincarnation be guaranteed.

Thus, the degree of cruelty and the heaven-defying nature of this method was enough to arouse the anger of the entire continent. As such, this secret message was strictly guarded and not the slightest bit of information could be leaked.

There was an even bigger drawback, which was that he would never be able to surpass level 9 and reach the legendary level 10. Even if he gave it his all and spent several hundred years of his resources and time, he would at most be at the peak of rank 9. Wanting to surpass rank 10 was not something that could be done by any tricky method.

This was also why organizations always wanted to get their hands on Destiny God s. After all, Destiny God was a naturally formed reincarnation cycle that was many times, and could even be reincarnated dozens of times. This kind of person was worth a lot more than those 'fake fatalist'.

At the very least, these 'fake fatalist' had a much higher level of ability than ordinary people, and they would also have a clear advantage in terms of mental state and cultivation. It could even be said that as long as Destiny God or the fake fatalist did not appear, then these 'fake fatalist' would be able to instantly kill all of them!

This was an absolute psychological advantage, and also a confidence in strength. After all, there were very few true fatalist s, and they were legendary existences.

Of course, Leng Nuohan was an exception. Although the organization had temporarily determined that she might be a Destiny God, they had not been able to confirm that she was actually a Destiny God since they had never captured her before. It was only because they discovered that her potential was extremely great, far surpassing all the fake fatalist s and even the real fatalist s, that they were able to deduce that she was actually a Destiny God.